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When Vicki first approached me at a bar last week, I was immediately smitten. She was tall, with an athletic body and powerful legs, a huge but firm ass, blonde hair and enormous tits. Plus I soon came to find out she had an attitude to match; super-opinionated, take-charge, straight-forward, no bullshit. Not to mention, she was a freak in the sack. In addition, she was seven years older than me, which has always been a fetish of mine. There’s just something about older women that gets me going like no tomorrow. All in all, she was pretty much my dream girl.

While still at the bar, we came to an agreement that we’d spend one night together, and if I could handle everything she dished out, then I’d earn another night with her, one where I could run the show. I quickly agreed and we went back to her place.

Once we got back to her place, she was in total control, running things from the get-go, never letting up, getting me to do things that I’ve never done before and having her way with me. It was an incredible night, one of my favorite ever, and in the end, I made it through unscathed.

Afterwards, we set decompressed, then set up a date for the week later, at my place, where I’d have the opportunity to turn the tables.

After a week that seemed to last upwards of a year, our second night together finally arrived.




There was a knock on the door right at eight o’clock. My stomach fluttering, I answered it. It was Vicki, wearing an extremely short white skirt, a black t-shirt with no bra on underneath and clear fuck-me pumps. She was looking as sexy as ever, giving me a hard-on just from looking at her.

“Come on in,” I said, opening the door wide.

“Nice to see you again,” Vicki said, stopping to give me a kiss on the cheek before striding past.

“You too,” I replied, closing the door.

Vicki headed straight to the couch and sat down, dropping her purse on the table.

“Do you want anything to drink?” I asked, looking down at her from behind.

“Maybe later,” she replied, turning to look at me. “Right now I just want to get things started.”

“Sounds good to me,” I said, coming around and sitting down next to her on the couch. “Are you sure you’re ready for this?” I asked.

“Positive,” she replied. “Are you?”

“I’ve been looking forward to it all week,” I said. “Ever since I left your house.”

“So you been thinking about what you’re going to do to me then?”

“Pretty much twenty-four-seven,” I said, smiling.

“Then what are you waiting for?” she asked, pulling her shirt off to free up her ridiculous tits then slipping off her skirt and panties and leaning back on the couch, naked except for her heels.

I didn’t have a good answer, so I dropped to my knees in front of her and slid my hand up the inside of her thigh.

I started Vicki off slowly, with two fingers inside her pussy, moving them back and forth, rubbing the underside of her clit, slowly at first but gradually picking up speed. After I was banging away at her pretty good, I curled my fingers, allowing me to hit her G-spot while continuing to work my hand inside her, moving it more quickly with every thrust.

“I have to say, this wasn’t quite what I was expecting,” Vicki said softly between moans.

“I learned this little trick from you,” I said, grinning up at her.

“What’s that?” she asked. “How to finger a woman’s pussy? I don’t think I taught you that one.”

“Not that,” I said. “The trick of making your partner feel good early on so they’ll be more willing to do what you want as the night gets later.”

“Oh yeah,” she said, flashing me a smile. “That’s a good one.”

“Which is exactly why I’m borrowing it,” I said, going back to work on her pussy.

Once Vicki was nice and warmed up, I threw one of her legs over my shoulder, changing the angle of penetration. She lifted her hips up to help the cause, granting me deeper access to her insides.

Low groans were coming from her mouth and her breathing rate was increasing with every passing second. She was obviously enjoying herself, which was good. It meant that my plan was working so far.

Reaching around her leg with my free hand, I grabbed one of her huge, amazing tits and gave it a rough squeeze. Her eyes opened wider for a moment and her face glazed over with excitement.

“You like that, do you?” I said.

Vicki nodded.

“That’s good to know,” I said, switching over to her other breast and giving it the same treatment while continuing to bang away at her insides with my fingers.

I released her tit and reared back and gave it a slap, right on the nipple.

“Fuck yeah,” Vicki said, staring right at me. “Do it again.”

So I did, harder this time.

“That’s right,” she said. “Smack my fucking tits. Slap me around like I’m your little playtoy. Do whatever you want to me.”

“I’m going to,” I said as I continued smacking away at her tits, one and then the other while her groans grew ever louder and more intense.  

Wanting to push the envelope even further,  I slipped another finger inside her pussy, eliciting a sharp gasp of pleasure. I grabbed her ankle and pushed her leg back towards her head, pressing it against the back of the couch, folding one side of her body in half, then I forced my fingers deeper inside her, pushing through the tightness caused by my third finger.

“Goddamn that feels fucking good,” she said as I slammed my fingers into her pussy hard enough to make my forearm burn. “Right there, right fucking there!”

Lots of women got off more quickly from fingers than from cocks, especially when done right, and Vicki was no exception. With me finger-fucking her with reckless abandon with one hand and my other hand roughly working her tits, it wasn’t long before she was cumming.

Her body tensed beneath me for a moment—her legs freezing and her breath catching in her throat—before releasing. As the orgasm passed through her, Vicki let out a series of curses and her legs twitched and her head shook from side to side.

But I didn’t stop finger-banging her. I didn’t even slow down. If anything, I sped things up, hammering away at her harder than ever.

“Holy fuck!” she cried, still not quite recovered from her orgasm. She grabbed my arm, presumably to pull my fingers out of her pussy, but I yanked it away and held it down at her side.

“No, no,” I said. “I’m not through with your pussy yet. Just sit back and take it. Understand?”

Vicki nodded her head vigorously. Her eyes were opened wide and sweat was gathering on her forehead and her hair was all messed up.

“Do whatever you want to me,” she said.

“Don’t worry,” I replied. “I intend to.” Just to punctuate the point, I slipped a fourth finger inside her pussy.

“Holyshitmotherfucker,” she said breathlessly, making it all sound like one word. “They don’t all fit in there.”

“Yes they do,” I said, slowly working my fingers, loosening her up more and more, stretching her pussy out. “See, they fit in there just fine.”

Vicki started shaking her head back and forth but I knew she wanted to be controlled like this, to be made to do whatever I wanted. And even if she didn’t, we agreed beforehand that this was my night to do what I wanted. Her discomfort was all part of the plan. And it was working to perfection.

“Take it,” I said, staring down at her as my fingers moved further inside her, constantly seeking out deeper access.

“I can’t,” she said.

“Yes you can,” I replied. “You’re a big girl. You can take whatever I can dish out, remember?”

“I was wrong,” Vicki said.

“No you weren’t,” I said. “You’re doing great. You can handle it.”

“Okay,” Vicki said. “I’ll try.”

She closed her eyes and bit down on her bottom lip. Her face and chest were bright red from exertion and her breath was labored and her whole body was quivering.

“That’s it,” I said.

She seemed to be getting used to four of my fingers inside her, which meant it was time to take things even further.

“Grab your fucking tits. Squeeze them. Give yourself something else to think about.”

Vicki did as she was told.

“There you go,” I said. “Good girl. Now anytime you feel like you can’t take it anymore, squeeze them harder. Or slap them. Anything to take your mind off of how good my fingers feel in your pussy.”

“Why?” Vicki said, barely able to get the words out. “What are you going to do?”

Instead of answering, I dropped my head down and buried my face in her pussy, my mouth right above my fingers.

“Oh Jesus Christ,” she said, her voice reaching a whole new level. “You’ve got to be kidding me!”

But I wasn’t, and I went to work on her clit with my tongue while continuing to work her pussy proper with my fingers.

“Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god!” Vicki screamed while I went to town on her.

Looking up out of the corner of my eyes, I could her groping her tits hard enough that her fingers were white from the lack of blood flow. And a few seconds later she started smacking away at her tits, hard enough that the room was filled with the sound of gunshots.

But apparently it wasn’t enough to distract her.

“Okay, okay!” she screamed. “Enough! Enough! I’m done!”

“No you’re not,” I said, lifting my tongue off her clit and holding my fingers deep inside her but not moving them anymore. “You’re not done until I say you’re done.”

“Yes I am! I can’t take it anymore!”

“You can’t take what?” I asked. “The pleasure? Because that’s all this is. No pain, just pleasure.”

“But there’s too much of it,” Vicki said, starting to calm down a bit now.

“Too much pleasure, is that what you’re telling me?” I said. “Is that really what you’re saying?”

“Yes,” she said, but doubtfully.

“You said you wanted me to push the envelope,” I said.

“I know,” she said, barely able to get the words out. “But this isn’t what I meant.”

“Yes it is,” I said. “This is exactly what you meant. It just wasn’t what you were expecting. It’s different, I know, but that’s what makes it so fun. It’s truly pushing the envelope, not just giving you what you—and I—already know you can take.”

“I guess,” she said, conceding the point.

“So if you want me to keep pushing your limits, then I will. But you have to let me. Otherwise just say so, and we’ll go play to playing things nice and safe. It’s your choice.”

“Fine,” she said. “Finish doing your thing. But I have to warn you, I’m going to make you pay for this next time.”

“I know you will,” I said, grinning at her. “In fact, I’m counting on it.”

She couldn’t help but smile back.

“Now grab your legs and pull them back by your head,” I said, my voice regaining its demanding tone. “It’s time to finish off this first part of the evening once and for all.”

Vicki did as she was told, taking things a step further, even, by grabbing her legs and wrapping them around her head, so her ankles were crossed behind the back of her neck.

“There you go,” I said. “That’s what I’m talking about. Now sit back and relax.”

“I’ll try,” she said.

I went back to working her pussy with my four fingers, stretching out the side walls of her vagina, pounding her with as much force as I could muster, my hand disappearing inside her. Shortly after that I started in on her clit with my tongue, flicking it and licking it and sucking on it.

After a couple minutes of banging away aggressively, Vicki was getting close to where she was before we’d taken our little break to talk things out.

“Holy shit, holy shit, holy shit,” she said, practically in tears, her leg muscles taut and rippling, her skin shining with sweat. Her head was thrown back, her eyes towards the ceiling and her hands firmly attached to her tits.

Vicki was still in a bit of distress, but she was dealing with it better than before. Which just meant that I had to turn things up even more.

I rubbed a couple of fingers from my free hand over her pussy, getting them lubed up with her juices, then let them wander downward, towards her asshole. As I continued working her clit with my mouth and her pussy with the fingers of my right hand, I started rubbing around the outside of her asshole with the index finger of my left.

“Oh fuck, oh fuck, what the fuck is this!” she cried, her voice quavering as a humorless laugh escaped from her mouth and her tension returned to the place where it had been before our break.

Smiling, I took this as a sign I was once again truly pushing her boundaries, and pressed on, tinkering with her asshole for a few more seconds before sliding the tip of my finger inside it.

Vicki yelped and followed that with a low, guttural moan that was a mixture of pleasure and discomfort, exactly what I was going for. But even though she was back in the same spot as before, she handled it better, not begging me to stop every five seconds.

So I pressed on, slipping a second finger into her asshole, then a third, then a fourth, all the while not letting up on the other parts of her at all.

After working both her holes with four fingers and her clit with my tongue for a good two minutes while she screamed and moaned and groaned and shook and shimmied beneath me, another orgasm reared its head.

“I’m gonna fucking cum again holy shit here it comes, fuck, fuck, ohmyfuckingod!” Vicki cried.

As she came I pulled my fingers out of her holes and rubbed her clit with serious aggression, eliciting yet another sharp gasp from Vicki. A few seconds later she was trying to back away from me, to escape my fingers.

But I wouldn’t let her. I’d told her I was going to push the envelope and this was a major part of it, taking things further than I had any reason to.

So as Vicki tried to back away I again slid three fingers back into her pussy and grabbed her ankle with my other hand to keep her from escaping.

Screaming wordlessly, Vicki tried to spin away but I stayed with her, using her momentum to flip her over so her chest was on the couch.

From here I was easily able to hold her down and slam my fingers into her from behind, finishing her off once and for all while she grunted like an animal beneath me.

Laughing, I gave her a slap on the ass and yanked my fingers out of her snatch and quickly stood up and backed away, out of range.

Vicki leapt to her feet, her face a mask of sweat and runny makeup. Glaring at me, she shook her head and said, “One of these days you’re going to pay for that, mister.”

“Yeah, yeah, yeah,” I said, grinning widely. “I know, I know. But not today. Do you know why?”

“Because you’re still in control,” Vicki said reluctantly.

“That’s right,” I said. “And considering how much attention I just spent on your pussy, I think it’s time you repay some of that on my cock. Now drop to the floor and crawl over here.”

Still glaring at me, but with a hint of good-natured humor behind her eyes now, Vicki dropped to her hands and knees and started crawling towards me.

Once she made her way over to me, Vicki wrapped one hand around my shaft, opened her mouth, and slipped my cock inside. She sucked on the tip and stroked my shaft at the same time, taking her time at first but eventually picking up steam. It wasn’t long before her mouth was dropping further and further down my cock with every thrust.

“That’s a good girl,” I said. “Suck that cock like you mean it.”

Her head continued bobbing on my cock, moving faster and faster, working it hands-free now. She was taking nearly the whole thing in her mouth with every thrust. Her hair was flying everywhere and saliva was running down her chin. The room was filled with gagging and slurping noises.

“That’s it,” I said, pumping my hips forward slightly. “Give me what I want. Take that cock all the way down your throat.”

Staring up at me, constantly maintaining eye contact, Vicki bobbed on my cock a couple more time before making it disappear, slamming it deep into her throat and holding it there, choking on it.

She started to cough and gag and then went to pull her head back but my hands shot out and grabbed the back of her head and held her in place.

“Where are you going?” I said, looking down at her. Her eyes were closed and her face clearly displayed her struggles. Choked, slurpy sounds were coming from her throat.

“I didn’t say you were done yet,” I said, pushing her head towards me, forcing her to continue deepthroating me.

She gagged again, then coughed, tickling my cock. Her face was starting to turn red and there was saliva everywhere and snot was coming out of her nose.

“Three more seconds,” I said. “Then I’ll let you go. Three. Two. One.”

I released her head and it went shooting back. Vicki coughed and sucked in a lungful of air and coughed again, then glared up at me with evil intent.

“Hey, you wanted me to push your boundaries,” I said, giving her a sly little smile. “Don’t give me that look.”

Vicki’s look didn’t change one bit, nor did I expect it to. But it was still fun to give her crap.

“What’s the matter?” I said. “Are you giving up on our little game.”

“Fuck no,” she said, practically spitting the words out.

“Then stop your pouting and get yourself back over here,” I said. “We’re not even close to done yet.”

Still glaring at me, Vicki did as she was told.

“Spit on my cock,” I said.

She did, gathering up a ton of saliva and making my cock all wet and slippery.

“Now jerk me off,” I said.

She did that too, still looking defiant but obviously enjoying being bossed around. Otherwise why would she do what I told her to?

“Is this what you want?” she asked, spitting the words out.

“To start.”

“And what else?” she asked.

“Play with my balls,” I replied.

She grabbed my sack with her other hand and squeezed them, a bit more roughly than I’d been expecting, although in hindsight, it should have been obvious. But I just rolled with it, not giving her the pleasure of seeing my discomfort.

“Take them in your mouth,” I said.

She dropped a little lower and slid her body further underneath mine. She pressed and held my cock against my stomach then proceeded to lick them and suck on my balls, one at a time.

“That’s it,” I said. “Work those balls with your mouth. Don’t be afraid of them.”

Vicki took my comment and ran with it, gripping my ballsack just under the base of my cock, creating a tight little package with my balls in the middle. Then she took both my balls into her mouth, sucking on them like she was trying to pull them out the bottom of my sack.

I shuddered and sucked in my breath quickly. I just couldn’t help myself. Looking down on Vicki, I saw that she’d noticed it to. A satisfied little smile had crept onto her lips.

It was time to wipe that smile off her face.

Grabbing Vicki by the hair, I lifted her up until her face was right in front of my cock. “Open your mouth,” I said, still gripping two handfuls of her hair.

Her sly smile was still present as she opened up wide.

“That’s right,” I said. “Now take a deep breath and get ready to get your face fucked.”

As soon as Vicki sucked in some air I thrust my cock into her mouth. As she held her mouth open, I pumped my hips forward and back, pulling her head towards me as I came forward, allowing me to slam my cock deep into her mouth with every thrust.

Wet, gurgled sounds escaped from her throat as I fucked her face with everything I had, slamming my cock into her mouth, jamming it into her throat. My balls slapped up against her chin with every thrust and her nose bounced against my stomach before I pulled back to slam it into her mouth again.

“It’s not so funny now, is it?” I said as I pummeled her mouth. “Now that you’re on the receiving end, you don’t like it so much, do you?”

Vicki obviously couldn’t answer, as she was too busy gagging and trying get a few sucks of air whenever she could. But she was taking it like a champ, not trying to pull away or anything. I was impressed.

This went on for a full minute before I’d finally had enough. I was having so much fun that I knew I didn’t have long before I was going to blow my load. So I had to get things moving if I wanted to do everything to Vicki that I had in mind.

Yanking on her hair, I pulled her to her feet and roughly led her over to the couch. Once there I gave her a shove, spilling her onto it, her ass on the cushion and her legs spread. She was smiling now, clearly used to being tossed around. This seemed to be the kind of rough sex she was used to.

After getting her situated properly, I sidled up to her, squatting down a bit so my cock was at the same level as her pussy.

“Are you ready to get fucked?” I asked, smacking the inside of her thighs hard enough to make her flinch and leave a red mark on her skin.

“I’ve been waiting for it all night,” she said.

And with that, I grabbed my cock and slid it into her soaking wet pussy, shoving it all the way inside her right away.

“Holy shit,” she moaned as I started pounding away at her, slamming my body into hers right from the get-go.

I grabbed ahold of her legs and threw them up over my shoulders and started to hammer away, my body slamming down into her, my balls slapping up against her asshole as I pounded her pussy.

“Give me that hard cock of yours,” she said. “Fuck me like you mean it.”

Vicki’s dirty talk turned me on. Not only was it hot as hell, but it made her seem like more of a slut, which would allow me to get even more aggressive with her.

“Keep talking,” I said. “Tell me how much of a slut you are.”

“I’m the biggest slut ever,” she said. “All I want is to get fucked all the time. I’m a filthy fucking whore and all I want is to get pounded and punished. Give me what I deserve.”

Hearing such filth from her mouth was like opening the floodgates. I grabbed ahold of her ankles and yanked her legs off my shoulders and pushed her legs back and down towards her so her knees were pressed onto the couch, one on each side of her body, folding her in two. Standing straight up, I put one foot on the couch and left the other on the floor to maximize my leverage. Then, holding her legs in place, my body well above hers, I slammed into her with everything I had, pounding my body down onto hers, trying to break her in half.

And Vicki was enjoying it completely. Her face was a mask of pleasure, her face red with exertion, eyes staring at me with focused intent. Her hands were grasping the cushions of the couch, squeezing tightly enough to leave marks.

“Give me that fucking cock,” she said, still talking even though she could barely breath between her heavy grunts. “Treat me like your little fucktoy. Punish me. Fucking punish me!”

So I did, letting go of one of her legs and starting in on her tits, squeezing and groping and slapping them as I fucked her.

“That’s what I’m fucking talking about,” she said. “Just like that. Just like that!”

Vicki’s hand flew down to her clit and started furiously rubbing away while her moans  and grunts grew louder and more insistent, practically animalistic. We were staring at each other, our eyes locked together. Vicki was totally into it, her eyes wide with intense pleasure, her breathing labored, her face flushed.

I was locked into the moment, enjoying myself immensely, but still I wanted more. I wanted to push the envelope, see if I could take things further. From what I’d seen of Vicki so far, she would have no problem with anything I did, and I was pretty sure she wasn’t anywhere near her limits yet.

With this in mind, I released my hold on her breast and slid my right hand up her chest and towards her neck. I gripped it softly at first, just to see how she’d react.

Just as I’d suspected, she reacted with a devilish smile and a nasty little gleam in her eye. So I squeezed a little harder. Her smile grew a little wider. This got me a even more excited, something I’d not thought possible. I decided it was time to turn things up a notch, see how far I could go before she shut me down.

Still fucking her with everything I had, I tightened my grasp on her throat, not enough to hurt her but enough to severely constrict her flow of breath. Her face reddened further and her mouth opened and closed a few times as though searching for oxygen. Her eyelids started fluttering softly.

I choked her for another couple of seconds, taking her closer to the edge of passing out before finally letting go of her throat.

Vicki breathed in deeply, filling her lungs, her eyes wide now, the color coming back to her face. Once she’d regained her breath, she started bucking against me harder than ever before, obviously turned on by the experience.

Vicki snatched a handful of my hair and pulled my head down towards her. Then she stuck her tongue in my mouth and started aggressively exploring it. A few seconds later she yanked my head backwards, pulling out lips apart. Staring directly into my eyes from mere centimeters away, her voice full of need, she said, “Do it again,” in a demanding tone.

I decided to ignore the fact that she was demanding anything from me on the night when I was supposed to be in control and obliged her, once again grasping her throat with my hand. I hammered my cock into her pussy, tightening my grip on her throat with every thrust as she slammed her body back into me.

Just like before, I took Vicki right to the edge of passing out before releasing her throat. She gasped for breath, smiling and laughing the entire time, her excitement palpable, infecting me so much desire that I had to pull my cock out of her before things went too far. No need for it to get too excited. I was having too much fun to end this session so soon.

I pulled my cock out of her pussy and pulled back, taking a moment to catch my breath.

“Is everything okay?” Vicki asked, her face a mixture of concern and satisfaction. She knew exactly what had happened.

“Fine,” I said. “I just need a few seconds to gather myself.”

“Fair enough,” she said. “So when we get started again, where do you want me? Still on my back? Or hands and knees.”

“Definitely hands and knees,” I said. “Ass up, face down. I want to fuck you from behind.”

“Like this?” Vicki asked, turning over and getting into the doggy position on the couch, her perfect ass sticking up in the air and her head buried in the cushions.

“Exactly like that,” I said, marveling at her huge but firm ass. I figured I should probably wait a little while longer before starting up again, but I just couldn’t resist. Her ass was too delicious-looking, sitting right in front of me, staring at me. I simply couldn’t hold back. So I approached her, stopping only once my cock was resting atop her ass, sitting in the little groove between her ass cheeks.

I dry-fucked her for a few moment, bouncing my balls against her ass without sticking my cock inside her pussy. It felt good but it was an even better visual; for some reason it turned me on like crazy and always had.

Vicki seemed into it too, groaning and breathing more heavily with every thrust.

And then I couldn’t take it anymore. I grabbed ahold of my cock and slid it into her sweet, dripping wet pussy and started fucking her from behind.

“Fucking-A,” I said under my breath as I hammered away at her, my hips slamming into her ass, making it jiggle and shake while she moaned in pleasure beneath me. “Your ass is so fucking perfect.”

“Yeah?” she said between breaths. “You like fucking it from behind, do you?”

“I love it.”

“So do I,” Vicki said. “I love the way your cock fills me up, how it touches my insides in the perfect spot. I love getting fucked doggy style.”

And I loved fucking her doggy style. The level of control, the angle of penetration, the incredible visuals; it was by far my favorite position. Unfortunately it was also the one that made me cum the quickest, which was becoming a real concern right about now. But I didn’t slow down one bit; that simply wasn’t an option. I was way too wound up to be thinking clearly. My body wanted what it wanted and it was beginning to overwhelm my brain, forcing me to fuck Vicki harder and faster with every passing second.

Vicki’s asshole opened wider and wider every time I slammed my cock into her, and now it was staring me right in the face, a little black hole in the center, just begging to get some attention paid to it.

I desperately wanted to fuck Vicki in the ass, but it just wasn’t worth it right now. I figured she’d be fine with it but I didn’t want to take any chances of blowing our fledgling relationship too early by making a serious misstep. Besides, if I stuck my cock into her asshole I’d be done within seconds, maybe even before I got it all the way in. I was simply way, way too wound up to go there right now.

So I settled for sticking my thumb into my mouth to get it lubed up a bit, then using the tip of it to rub around the outside of her anus, testing the waters for next time while having a little fun myself.

“Holy fuck,” Vicki groaned as soon as my thumb made contact with her asshole. I could tell by the way she’d said the words that she was digging it. And that point was made even more obvious when she started bucking her ass back into me harder than ever before.

“You like that, do you?” I said, pumping my hips forward in time with her backwards thrusts, allowing me to penetrate her more deeply than any other time all night. “You like it when I play with your asshole?”

Vicki turned her upper body so she could look back at me and nodded her head.

“Yeah?” I said. “Do you want me to play with it some more?” I was no longer concerned with having my way with her, I was too far along to worry about who was doing what to whom; right now it was all about making both of us happy and setting things up for next time we got together.

“Fuck yes,” she said.

Smiling, I slid the tip of my thumb inside her anus.

Vicki let out a deep, guttural moan and her entire body shivered. She let out a wordless cry as I worked her asshole with my thumb while continuing pounding away at her pussy from behind.

She was obviously close to cumming but so was I, and I wanted her to get there first, so I helped her out even more, grabbing a handful of her hair with my free hand and yanking back on it, forcing her chin towards the ceiling and her back to arch, increasing the tension between us and allowing me deeper access to her insides.

The combination of everything was enough to put Vicki over the edge. Her screams climbed to a previously un-reached level and she bucked back harder into me and let out a low animalistic growl. A few seconds later her body tensed up for a moment, then she froze in place before releasing in a rush, shimmying and shaking and breathing deeply as the orgasm passed through her.

Vicki’s gyrations put me over the edge too, and pretty much just as soon as she was done, I simultaneously cursed under my breath and slipped my cock out of her pussy and thumb out of her ass and released her hair.

She knew exactly what was going on, and spun around on the couch and situated herself so that her head was at the same level as my cock. Without me saying a word, she took my cock into her mouth and started sucking on the tip while aggressively working the shaft with her hand.

“Holy fuck,” I said. “Open up, baby. Here it comes.”

Vicki popped my cock out of her mouth opened wide, still jerking me off as I came, shooting sperm all over her face and into her mouth while I groaned and shivered.

Her face was splattered with my cum and a pool of it collected in her mouth. She used her hand to extract the last few drips from me and deposit them into her mouth too, then used her finger to clean up the leftovers of cum from her face and maneuver all that into her mouth too. Then, without a word, she gave me a wink and turned her chin up and swallowed my seed down in one gulp.

“My god you’re one nasty fucking slut,” I said, shaking my head, marveling at her.

Vicki smiled and said, “Thank you for the compliment.”

Grinning back, I said, “You’re welcome.”

“You’re a pretty dirty fucker yourself,” she said.

“I true,” I replied. “But I can’t keep up with you.”

“You do better than most men,” she said.

“That’s good to hear,” I said, sitting down next to her on the couch. “I take it you liked that anal action.”

“I loved it,” Vicki said.

“So I’m guessing next time you won’t mind if we get a little more anal involved?” I asked.

Vicki gave me a nasty smile. “It’s not about what I mind,” she said. “It’s about what you mind. Or rather, what you can take.”

“Oh yeah,” I said, following it up by barking out an ironic little laugh. “I forgot about that. You get to be in control next time.”

“You’re damn right,” she said, her smile growing wider. “And I’m not even going to bother asking you how you feel about getting your asshole played with. I’m just going to do what I want with it. Or to it, should I say.”

“Uh-oh,” I said, trying to sound scared. But really I was ecstatic. I had no problem going that route; I had no issues with my manliness. The way I saw things, as long as I was with a women, anything goes.

“That’s right,” she said. “It’s going to be a long night for you next time,” Vicki said.

“I wouldn’t have it any other way,” I replied, smiling, changing up gears real quick, taking the seriousness down a notch. There was no longer reason to play games, at least not tonight, now that we were all through.

Apparently Vicki agreed. She broke out in a wide, genuine smile and her voice lost its hardcore edge. “I know you wouldn’t,” she said. “Which is the only reason why I know I can do it to you without it being a problem.”

“That’s exactly what I was thinking tonight,” I said. “You enjoyed yourself, right?”

“Immensely,” she replied. “And you?”

“It was awesome. But I think next time is going to be even better.”

“Yeah, you like being on the receiving end more, don’t you?”


“Me too, but it’s good to mix it up. Keep things fresh.”

“I totally agree,” I said.

We climbed to our feet and headed towards the shower. It was time to get cleaned up.







I’m always on the road for work. Because of this, I’ve cultivated relationships with different women in all the various cities I visit on a regular basis. But on rare occasions, my work sends me somewhere new.

Generally when I go someplace new, it’s a very short trip, so I just take the time to work and hang by myself. But sometimes, things work out perfectly, leaving me in a situation that I just can’t help but take advantage of.

This was exactly what happened a couple weeks back. I got sent to Tampa, Florida for a few days.

It was December 31st and I was at a work party at the building that held our offices downtown. The employees and I were watching TV, waiting for the Big Apple to drop in Times Square when I went down the elevator and out the front door to have a smoke. It was a few minutes until midnight and I was being stalked by my personal assistant for the week and I needed to get out of there before she cornered me at midnight.

As soon as I lit up, the door behind me opened and a young woman walked out lighting a cigarette of her own. I’d seen her coming and going from the building a few times in the last couple days but didn’t know her name. We’d never even said hi to one another.

I’d definitely noticed her though. At 5’9” tall and an athletic 135 pounds, with short brown hair with blonde highlights, the face of a model, a killer body and revealing outfits nearly every day, it was impossible not to.

Tonight she was wearing a form-fitting little black dress that barely covered her ass and black knee-high boots. She looked fucking incredible and I couldn’t help but stare at her.

When she caught me, I didn’t look away. I just smiled. Luckily, she smiled back.

“You work here, don’t you?” she said. “Up on the fifth floor?”

“Yes I do,” I said, surprised and a little excited that she’d taken the time to learn a little something about me. “What about you?”

“I’m on the third floor,” she said, puffing on her cigarette. “I’m Eve.”

I laughed and shook my head.

“What?” she said, looking serious.

“Oh, I thought you were joking,” I replied, forcing myself to stop laughing. But I couldn’t get rid of my grin. I was simply too buzzed.

“Nope,” Eve said. “I’m dead serious. My full name is Evelyn, but everyone just calls me Eve.”

“Imagine that, meeting a girl named Eve on New Year’s Eve.”

“I’m not a girl,” she said, glaring at me with a hint of defiance but also a measure of playfulness. “I’m a woman.”

“Fair enough,” I said, chuckling. “I’m Jesse.”

“Nice to meet you, Jesse.”

“Same here,” I said.

“So, Jesse, what are you doing out here?” she asked me. “Don’t you have someone inside you want to kiss at midnight?”

“Hell no,” I said, taking a hit off my smoke. “I’m running away from someone, actually.”

“No shit?” she said. “Me too.”

“Is that right?”

“Yep,” Eve said. “He’s my boss. He’s been trying to get me in a compromising position for almost a year now.”

“That sucks,” I said.

“It is what it is,” she said. “And it’s not like I dissuade it. As long as he thinks he has a shot he lets me do whatever I want.”

I laughed and shook my head.

“What?” she said. “If he’s gonna act like an ass I’m at least going to take advantage of it.”

“No, no,” I said. “I hear you. It makes perfect sense.”

“I think so too,” Eve said, taking another puff. “What about you? Who are you running from?”

“My personal assistant,” I said. “She thinks it’s part of her job to make sure I’m happy all the time.”

“Isn’t it?”

“Not like that,” I said.

“Oh, I get it,” Eve said. “She’s old, fat and ugly, right?”

“Actually she’s a 21-year old former model from Sweden.”


“I’m serious,” I said.

Eve gave me a sideways look tinged with disappointment. “So you’re gay then?”

I laughed. “Nope.”

“Married? Girlfriend?”

I shook my head.

“Then what’s the problem?”

“It’s simple,” I said. “I don’t shit where I eat.”

“Makes sense,” Eve said. “But what about in the same vicinity?” she continued, looking at me with one eyebrow raised.

“What do you mean?” I asked, not wanting to be presumptuous.

“Well, you don’t want to fuck someone that you work with, but what about someone who works in the same building?”

“Hypothetically?” I said.

“Of course,” she replied, smiling ruefully.

I shrugged. “I don’t see a problem with that. Assuming there was someone at the building that was interested in me.”

“And if there was?” she said.

“Is there?”

“Perhaps,” Eve said, her mouth turned up in a little grin. “Of course, she isn’t 21 any more, and she isn’t a Swedish supermodel, but she does know her way around the bedroom and she’s pretty damn hot to boot.”

I dusted off the last of my cigarette and dropped the butt onto the ground and put it out with my foot. Then I took a couple of steps over towards her. “Are you saying you want to fuck me?”

“That depends,” she said, leaning back, playing it cool.

“On what?”

“On whether or not you want to fuck me.”

I looked her up and down. “Sure,” I said, trying to act serious but unable to hide my grin. “I’ve had worse.”

“Oh, I’m sure you have,” she said, replying instantly, not wavering for a moment. “But I guarantee you’ve never had better.”

“Is that right?”

She nodded confidently. Then she grabbed my hand and led me back into the building. “Come on. I’ll prove it to you.”

Five minutes later we were in my office with the door locked behind us while the New Year’s Eve party wound down a few doors down the hall.

“So what do you think?” she said, hopping up on my desk. “Are you ready to tap this little ass of mine?”

“Hell yes,” I said.

“Good,” she said. “Because I sure as hell want to get me a piece of you. But before we get the dirty stuff, we have to have a little discussion first.”

“About what?”

“My preferences,” Eve said.

“What about them?”

“I’m not one to take things easy,” she said.

“Is that right?” I asked, intrigued.

“Yep,” she replied. “I’m not afraid to get a little freaky. Even on the first night. Is that okay with you?”

“It’s more than okay,” I said. “I think it’s great.”

“You like getting freaky too?” she said.

“Hell yeah,” I replied. “Life’s too short for boring sex.”

“That’s what I’m talking about,” Eve said. “Of course, I’m not just going to sit back and let you take charge the whole night either,” she said. “I’m prone to bouts of control every once in a while.”

“Sounds good to me,” I said.

“Are you sure? Lots of men say that but once it gets down to it they start freaking out when I take charge.”

“Not me,” I said. “I’m totally into that kind of thing.”

“No shit?”

“No shit.” I said.

“Huh,” she said, looking at me sideways.

“What?” I said, even though I knew exactly what she was thinking. What all women thought when they first looked at me. That I’m just a boring, regular old businessman.

“Nothing,” Eve said. “It’s just, you don’t really look like the freaky type.”

“That’s funny,” I said. “Because I was just thinking the same thing about you.”

“Yeah, I don’t really look like a dirty little fuckslut, do I?”

“Not at all.”

“I think that’s part of the fun,” she said, smiling.

“I do too,” I said.

She laughed. “It sounds like we both underestimated each other, doesn’t it?”

“It sure does,” I said.

Eve ran her finger down my chest. “Well I guess we won’t make that mistake again.”

“I guess we won’t.”

She grabbed ahold of my shirt and pulled me in close and slipped her tongue into my mouth. We made out like desperate animals, aggressively exploring each other tonsils and smashing our faces together.

Eve ran her hand down my chest and started rubbing it against my cock, which was already starting to get hard. In return, I grabbed ahold of her small but perky breast through her dress and gave it a squeeze. She increased the pressure on my cock and I squeezed harder. We were feeding off each other, her excitement made mine grow, which in turn made hers even larger.

She undid my belt, the top button of my pants and then my zipper, causing my pants to fall down to my ankles.

“Holy crap,” she said, laughing softly as she looked at my cock. “It’s fucking huge.”

“Yeah, it’s a little on the large side,” I said, slightly embarrassed as I always was when a woman commented on the size of my cock but not letting Eve know it.

 As she played with my hard cock, I pulled her dress off and undid her bra and started tweaking her nipples, making her gasp.

After making out while playing with each other for a couple minutes, Eve slid off my desk and dropped to her knees in front of me. She grabbed ahold of my cock and looked up at me, jerking me off the whole time.

“You have such a beautiful cock,” she said, her eyes pools of need. “I want to suck on it. Is that okay with you?”

Smiling down at her, I nodded my head.

“Are you sure?” she said, grinning up at me, teasing me.

“I’m positive,” I said, trying not to sound as desperate as I felt.

Her smile widened and then she went to town on my cock, rubbing and licking it all over, not staying in the same place for more than a second or two, sucking on the tip, running her tongue down the length of my  shaft, caressing my balls, them taking them in her mouth for a bit before going back to work my cock

Eve wrapped her lips around my cock, moving up and down the shaft in time with her hand, which was still jerking me off. She bobbed on it a couple times, then took me all the way down her throat, holding it for a couple seconds, before pulling it back off and jerking me off once again.

“Fuck my face,” she said, opening her mouth wide. “I want you to fuck my face.”

I grabbed one handful of her hair in each hand, then slid my cock into her waiting mouth. Holding her head in place, I fucked her face, forcing my cock as far down her throat as it would go. She was almost able to take the whole thing before gagging.

“Not bad,” I said, pulling my cock from her mouth. “Not bad at all.”

“It’s so big,” she said. “I’ve never tried to deepthroat such a huge cock before.”

“It doesn’t happen often, I can tell you that much,” I said.

“I can do it,” she said as tears leak from her eyes.

“Are you sure?”

“Positive,” she said, her eyes twinkling with excitement. “I just need a little help. No matter how much I’m struggling, keep pushing it in.”

“If you insist.”

Eve took a deep breath and opened her mouth again.

Smiling, I stuck my cock back into her mouth. This time it got about three-quarters of the way in before she started to gag. But I didn’t stop, continuing to force it further into her mouth, just as she had told me too. She coughed again and more tears dripped down her face, smearing her mascara.

“Just a little bit more,” I said, my cock almost disappearing completely now. “Another inch and you’re there.”

This seemed to inspire Eve, and she took the last little bit on her own, suddenly pushing her head forward until she was deepthroating me, her chin touching my balls. I released her hair, giving her a chance to pull away, but she stayed put for another second or two more before finally releasing my cock from her throat.

“That was pretty impressive,” I said as she gasped for breath.

“It’s getting better,” Eve said. “But I can still improve. Give me one more shot at it.”

“My pleasure,” I said.

She grabbed ahold of my cock and slapped it against her face a couple of times then went back to blowing me, her lips moving up and down my shaft in time with her hand, sucking and jerking in unison with each other, creating an ocean of saliva.

Choking noises escaped from her mouth as she took my cock progressively deeper down her throat. And then her hands were gripping my ass cheeks and my cock had totally, completely disappeared.

Her tongue flicked out and licked my balls while keeping my cock planted firmly in her throat. Her nose was pressing up against my belly button and her eyes were leaking tears. She gagged a couple times but still didn’t pull off. I had no idea how she was able to swallow my cock for so long but I didn’t care in the least. All that matters was she could.

Finally, after what seemed like an eternity of deepthroating me, she pulled her head off.

I watched her with a combination of respect and amazement as she smiled and laughed and gasped for breath.

“Holy fucking shit,” I said, “That was incredible. Nobody has ever held it that long before.”

“Why thank you,” she said, grinning up at me.

“I didn’t now you had it in you.”

“To be honest, neither did I,” Eve said. “I guess you just bring out the best in me.”

“Or the worst,” I said, laughing under my breath.

“Do you want me to do it again?” she asked.

“I’d love you to,” I said, pulling her to her feet. “Just not right now. First it’s time for me to return the favor.”

“If you insist,” she said as I lifted her up and spun around and dropped her onto my couch.

“Oh, I do, I do,” I said, running my hands up the outside of her legs and under her skirt. I hooked my fingers around her panties and pulled them off, then dropped to my knees in front of her so my face was at the same level as her pussy.

“Oh my,” Eve said, hiking her skirt up around her stomach and throwing her legs open, giving me full access to her smoothly shaved pussy. “I think I’m going to like this.” 

“Hopefully you do more than just like it,” I said, grinning up at her. “Hopefully you love it.”

“We’ll find out soon enough,” she said.

And with that, I dove in.

I started off slowly, licking around the outside of Eve’s pussy lips, teasing her a bit and getting her nice and wet before I started in on her pussy proper, running my tongue up and down the length of her snatch. I slipped it inside her just a bit at first, then more deeply, flicking my tongue in and out, constantly mixing things up, keeping her on her toes.

I peeked up the length of her body to see her head thrown back, her eyes closed, her mouth slightly open and a look of pure ecstasy on her face and got more excited seeing how much she was enjoying herself.

I continued mixing things up, rising up a bit so I could suck on her clit while sliding two fingers inside her soaking wet pussy.

“Jesus Christ that feels so fucking good,” Eve groaned between grunts and heavy breathing. “Work that pussy. Just like that, just like that.”

I curled my fingers and started rubbing them back and forth, sticking them further and further inside her until I found the rough surface of her G-spot.

Eve gasped wordlessly and her eyes shot open. She looked down at me with a face full of pleasure of excitement.

“Right there,” she said, her voice a deep, breathy whisper. “Right fucking there.”

Smiling, I went after her G-spot with aggression, applying more and more pressure to it as I worked my fingers back and forth inside her as quickly and intensely as I could. My cock was still sticking straight up; it was just as hard as it had been while Eve was sucking on it. Getting a girl off excited me almost as much as a girl getting me off. I’d always been like that.

Eve’s pussy was dripping juices and she was bucking against my fingers with her whole body, forcing them deeper into her pussy with every thrust. She was practically screaming now, her eyes wide and face red from exertion.

I decided to up the ante even more, sliding a third finger insider her, eliciting another gasp and more frenzied bucking from Eve and propelling her ever closer to orgasm.

Smiling, I slammed my fingers into Eve a few more times, until she was right on the verge of cumming. Then I gave her one final finger-thrust and held them there, deep inside her, filling up her pussy, pushing my fingers up against her as she squeezed her muscles against them.

Eve’s body started to shake and a guttural growl escaped from her throat as her body tensed, her pussy squeezing even tighter against my fingers before releasing a flood of pussy juices as she came.

As soon as her orgasm passed, Eve grabbed my arm and brought my hand up to her face and stuck his fingers in her mouth.

“Goddamn I taste fucking good,” she said once my fingers were clean. She had a big grin on her face.

“You don’t have to tell me,” I said, smiling right back at her. “I already know.”

“That you do,” Eve said, leaning forward. Her other hand ran down my stomach, grabbed ahold of my cock and started slowly stroking it.

I rose slightly and bent towards her and thrust my tongue into her mouth. We made out while she continued jerking me off. Before long my hands had found their way to her tits and were pinching and tweaking her nipples.

“Enough messing around,” Eve said, breaking off our make-out session. Our faces were just centimeters apart, close enough that I could smell the alcohol on her breath and feel it’s warmth on my skin. “I want you to fuck me with that fat cock of yours.”

She pushed my head back, then flipped over and dropped to her hands and knees and crawled forward a couple of paces, towards one end of the couch. She was facing away from me in the doggy position, her perfect ass sticking up in the air. Her boots were still on, which was hot as shit.

Turning her upper body so she was looking back at me, Eve said, “I need your cock. Please give it to me. I want to feel you inside of me.”

“If you insist,” I said, smiling wryly. I climbed onto the couch and shuffled over towards Eve until I was poised directly behind her. It was a wide couch, allowing me to straddle her doggy style with both my knees on the couch. I stared down at her ass for a few seconds, marveling at its perfection, before grabbing ahold of my hard cock and sliding it inside her pussy.

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